Hear the tale of Musks Clans strife,
Fielded 'gainst nonprof's blade so rife.
Accused of harbouring hate speech fire,
Seeking justice, they go to the spire.

Behold Uniper, resolute, stout,
With earnings vast, banishes doubt.
Greener pastures they seek to sow,
Billion-thor's hammer shall they throw.

In distant south, amidst kangaroo's roam,
The RBA holds steady its financial tome.
Inflation ebbs, but if it should rise,
Their monetary spears will take flight in the skies.

by Æthelred the Skald

a centaur